Shadow Self #3:My mother bought it second hand from a silent movie starIt was out of tune, but still I learned to playAnd with each note we both would smile, forgetting who we areAnd all the pain would simply fly away

Something second hand and broken still can make a pretty soundEven if it doesn't have a place to liveOh, the words were left unspoken when my mama came aroundBut that second hand white baby grand still had something beautiful to give

Through missing keys and broken strings, the music was our ownUntil the day we said our last goodbyesThe baby grand was sent away, a child all aloneTo pray somebody else would realize

That something second hand and broken still can make a pretty soundEven if it doesn't have a place to liveOh, the words are still unspoken now that Mama's not aroundBut that second hand white baby grand still has something beautiful to give

For many years the music had to roamUntil we found a way to find a home

So now I wake up everyday and see her standing thereJust waiting for a partner to composeAnd I wish my mother still could hear that sound beyond compareI'll play her song 'til everybody knows

That something second hand and broken still can make a pretty soundDon't we all deserve a family, room to live?Oh, the words can't stay unspoken until everyone has foundTheir second-hand white baby grand that still has something beautiful to give